Friends you make in secondary school stay with you for life. I trust the statement even more today.

In the morning, mom had already left the house and there was only me awake. I received a phone call from this very friendly lady who was asking for "Esther X X X" and I politely told her she got the wrong number. However, she kept asking me whether I was sure, and whether I knew of such a person. After she twisted the name around a bit, I finally realised she could have been referring to my mom. I told her the X X X lived here, but Esther wasn't part of the name. Then she realised that she got the right number and started asking me if X X X was around. I said she wasn't, then she went on to tell me about how she was an old secondary school classmate. I let her know that X X X was my mom and then referred her to the hand phone number. The lady sounded quite nice and she was really persistent. I might have regretted it if I insisted too hard that she got the wrong number because of the slightly incorrect name, but thankfully I didn't ruin the reunion.

I managed to complete quite a bit of work today and by around 4.30pm, I was quite bored. I started walking around the house aimlessly again. Then my mom came home and she saw me standing in the middle of the house, drinking a bottle of Yakult. She asked me, "Enjoying life arh?" How true. I was so happy I could do homework today because I was in a better physical state. So I replied, "Yea!" then she kept laughing. I think she prefers to know I'm not studying hard.

I learnt about how the 24-28year long-lost friend managed to get her. Apparantly, She went to search the online phone directory and found dad's name. I asked mom how the friend and dad knew each other because dad was from an all-boys secondary school, so the only chance would be if the friend went to RJC too, and she went, "hey we also go out and watch movies with each other ok.. (she probably means she let her then-boyfriend meet her friends)" So the friend called home and I picked up. I was probably her first and hardest obstacle. Then she smsed mom and mom thought her friend was some detective and couldn't believe they managed to contact each other again. They're having a "clique reunion" tomorrow because another classmate just returned from overseas for vacation.

Here's something any violinist can try while doing violin practice. Eat a piece of dark chocolate and try to maintain the sound you're producing. It's challenging, especially when you move your mouth because the whole violin will experience some violent turbulance. My mom came into my room and popped a piece of dark chocolate into my unsuspecting mouth. My bow bounced a bit the moment I tasted it. Ah well, it will definitely make violin practice a little more interesting, plus, it's a healthier choice.

There's CCA camp tomorrow. I'll pack before I sleep tonight, but I hope I don't forget anything. I'm healthy already, zoom. Please don't quarantine me with cockroaches, thanks.